The essential thing is to WANT to sing. This then is a song. I am singing.

I'd like to sing a song (please swear you won't be long)

I'm trying to get to bed, and you guys are singing "The Whole World's in my fucking hand." I'd rather you shut the fuck up!

If only all the contradictory voices shouting inside my head would calm down and sing a song in unison, whatever it was I wouldn't care as long as they sang without dissonance.

If only all the contradictory voices shouting inside my head would calm down and sing a song in unison, whatever it was I wouldn't care so long as they sang without dissonance.

I want to scream and shout, "Stop! We are all human beings!"...but I don't think anybody will hear it.

This is not a book. This is libel, slander, defamation of character. This is not a book, in the ordinary sense of the word. No, this is a prolonged insult, a gob of spit in the face of Art, a kick in the pants to God, Man, Destiny, Time, Love, Beauty . . . what you will. I am going to sing for you, a little off key perhaps, but I will sing. I will sing while you croak, I will dance over your dirty corpse . . .

To sing you must first open your mouth. You must have a pair of lungs, and a little knowledge of music. It is not necessary to have an accordion, or a guitar. The essential thing is to want to sing. This then is a song. I am singing.

Why don't you SHUT UP and listen?!

I sing, not to hear the echo repeat, a shade fainter, my song! I think of light and not of glory! Singing is my fashion of waging war and bearing witness. And if my song is the proudest of songs, it is that I sing clearly to make the day rise clear!

Sing your song, and if nobody listens, sing it alone and enjoy it.

I want to sing like the birds sing, not worrying about who hears or what they think.

I wanna scream 'I love you' from the top of my lungs, but I'm afraid that someone else will hear me.

Doesn’t anybody in the world anymore want to get up in the middle of the night and
sing?

Do you hear the people sing? Singing a song of angry men